06/08/2021
As my daughter, Amelia, graduated from high school this weekend, I was feeling nostalgic…
About 9 years ago, when I was busy with family life as a mother, my husband and I decided it was time to renovate our 1950’s home.
This meant packing everything up, moving out of our house, moving into a small apartment for a few months and moving back into the new house.😲
Meanwhile, I was still trying to be a full time homeschooling mother --- leading a 4H science club, transporting kids to hockey, gymnastics, violin lessons, and drum lessons, on top of doing the basic academic lessons.
As you can imagine, I was STRUGGLING with trying to manage everything.😳
I remember moving into the new apartment. With a desk set up for Amelia, who was 10 years old then. I thought it would be a good day to review fractions. I still remember going through a lesson with her. At the end of it, she let out a big wail, her mouth wide open and tears rolling down her cheeks.😭
Yes, she was crying in the face of fractions.
At the time, I couldn’t quite understand. We had already reviewed alot of this material already for several months, so I thought that introducing another new concept with fractions was ok.
I thought I was moving slow enough. But no. Even though this new concept seemed “incremental to me”, it was “a big step for her”.
Of course, with hindsight, writing this now in 2021, I see why she broke down in tears-- her difficulty concentrating in the chaos of the moving and renovating, my anxiety about being "behind", and my not being present for her probably all contributed to how she was feeling and affected how much or rather, how little she was learning.😞
Amidst all the chaos of life, I was still STRUGGLING to piece together a semblance of an education.
My own anxieties about “being behind” academically were most likely operating. While plunging ahead might have seemed the most “logical” step -- for me, it was not the most reasonable path to take --for her.
But my daughter’s crying and tears signaled to me that SOMETHING ELSE needed to be done. I may have been ready to move forward with the lesson fractions. But she certainly wasn’t.
I had to go back to figure out what was happening or not happening in order to help her.
Now, this is a lesson that I always remember. Not only in math, but also in life.
Sometimes, you have to go “backwards...to go forward”. 😀
Thinking about the way that we connect with our children, especially during these trying times, sometimes, we have to look back and see what the REAL issue is. That allows us to try a slightly different approach that we are not used to, because it makes more sense to do so. For them. ❤️
Are you wishing your connection with your children would be stronger?
Feel free to send me a PM to explore this further.
~Jean
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Jean Pao Wilson, PhD
Psychologist
Parenting Expert